Sunday, July 29, 2012

Presque Isle Duathlon "Race" Report

Michael Phelp's summed up his 400 IM finals at the Olympics by simply saying, "It sucked."  He could've been summing my performance at the Duathlon today.  For the past couple of years, my dad and brother have done this race as well, sort of an unusual Sunday morning race, but with a 0700 start, easy to fit in before church.  However, my father has not had his bike out too often this summer and decided that he was not going to race.  My brother had more choice words, but suffice it to say, they were colorful, and he wasn't interested.

I had not been running too much, due to the left Achilles tendon, but working on the bike quite a bit while letting the Achilles rest a little.  I should've known better when I got up this morning and didn't feel exactly very energetic.  My wife and I celebrated our 15th wedding anniversary by ditching the kids and going to dinner at the local Japanese Hibachi place.  The food was great, and it was an enjoyable time.  We also decided that we wanted to see a movie that didn't involve anything Disney, Nickelodean, or a large purple dinosaur.  So we watched "Ted."  Never have I laughed that loud in a theatre before for things that were so blatantly "politically incorrect."

But, that is not what was my major malfunction.  I just didn't feel like myself.  I figured the Fruity Pebbles and Lucky Charm mix for breakfast wouldn't hurt, but I was wrong.  I got to the beach with plenty of time to spare, got the nice tech shirt, and was quite surprised that there wasn't a race bib, just a timing check and strap.  Made my way to the restroom after dropping off my bike and gear, and was ready to go.

First 5K:  My goal was to maintain a roughly 8:00 - 8:30 pace for both run segments.  By the halfway portion of this 5k, I was going to be happy to just keep chugging along.  The leg was stiff, but it was manageable.  I was only running my race, and not concerned about the people around me.  I've done this enough to not worry too much about other people.  TIME: 25:39, or roughly 8:23/mile which was in my range.

20 K Bike:  Presque Isle is flat.  I have raced on this peninsula too many times, and I know that I can easily average 21 MPH while racing.  And if I'm not racing, I slough off at 19.5 - 20 MPH.  So imagine my surprise when I'm chugging down the road and my bike computer is only reading 19.9 and my legs are screaming.  I'm 2 miles into the bike and I can't get any response from my legs to move faster.  Coupled with the constant belching of the aforementioned breakfast, and I was pretty much changing my mind. By the 4 mile mark, I was settled on around 19 miles average and even though it hurt, I moved pretty good at that pace.  Time: 40:25 (18.4 MPH)  Really?!  Not sure how my bike computer and the official timer have such a difference, but they do.  Not going to argue with it.

Second 5K:  *sigh*  I walked the first 1/4 mile just so the achilles could get stretched out. From that moment on, I trudged and moved at an easy enough pace to keep everything in my body happy.  At the halfway point, I was happy that I didn't quit.  That would be the only positive point of this segment.

Overall:  Yep, I just think I will chalk this up to pedestrian racing.  Overall, I was 146/211 and 7/11 in my age group.  and as Forrest Gump would say, "That's all I'll say about that."

On On.

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